Justice Court

Justice Court

She rode her bike to justice court
In Mayor William’s town.
The judge was mad ‘cause she looked bad,
And reigned with snarls and frowns.

She pled her cause with sobs and tears:
How someone stole her ring
That had a jewel that made men drool,
Made women dance and sing.

She rapped her gavel and declared,
“You’ve brought no suspect in,”
She folded hands as she commanded,
“No case, and no one wins.”

“Please, not so fast,” she pleaded loud,
“I have a suspect here
Who wears the ring that’s more than bling.”
The judge roared, “Make it clear!”

“Let’s have the bailiff take that ring
You wear on your right hand–
Sure as the sun, that is the one
To be my wedding band.”

The bailiff grabbed the judge’s robe
When she sneaked for the door,
Held her for cops who hurried up
And cuffed her on the floor.

“I wanted that exquisite ring,”
The judge cried and confessed,
“I was so wrong yet I felt strong
To have the very best.”

“Don’t take what isn’t yours,” said she,
“Your eyes can make you lust
For beauty’s art with all your heart,
But in the end you’ll bust.”

~Day Williams

In the Grandstands

In the Grandstands

He threw a football three hundred yards.
“Broke a trellis in his neighbor’s yard.”

He jumped higher than the clouds.
“He’s too self-centered, too proud.”

He ran a marathon in record time.
“He should be charged with many crimes.”

He lifted more weight than any man before.
“The man’s performance is a snore.”

As a lifeguard, he saved a thousand lives.
“He’s had trouble with his wives.”

Three men on, he hit a grand slam.
“Hand me the raspberry jam.”

He swam the sea from Spain to Greece.
“I read the stupid press release.”

He dove 5000 feet into a pool.
“The dude oughtta go back to school.”

He pitched ten consecutive perfect games.
“He’ll do anything to build his name.”

He rounded up 1000 cattle in an hour.
“Phew! Man needs to take a shower.”

The heavyweight champion–he knocked him out.
“Man’s a loser, loafer and lout.”

He pole-vaulted through the stratosphere.
“He might get better next year.”

He outran a cheetah on Serengeti’s plains.
“Bind the man in iron chains.”

~Day Williams

Jezebel’s Chant

Jezebel’s Chant

Cool earth, hot water fevered in cauldrons’ space,
White flames, dog’s eyes, shine on my painted face,
Dim, moon; grasp, earth; roar, winds; disturb the seers,
White blazes, dogs unleashed, unlock Baal’s spears,
Flash in nights, dogs, sink fangs in enemies,
Unearth sweet corpses; spread their disease:
Let not the prophet come
Before he’s been struck dumb,
Prophet who acts like a boss,
May my spells spell his loss,
My power shall increase,
He and his God shall cease.

~Day Williams

Billie the Ball

Billie the Ball

The day was hot and sweaty and sticky
Even the mosquitoes were too hot and tired to buzz,
and they lounged on window sills,
the flowers drooped in the heat
Where Billie lived at the top of a hill
and nobody climbed the hill to see Billie
From his picture window he saw the houses, the streets, the cars, the bicycle, the lake.
I know what I’ll do, he said.
He rolled himself into a ball
and rolled down the floor,
out the door
and down the winding street,
past the church, the fire station, the library,
the police station,
Jenny’s house, Mack’s house, the school,
and the park where Sammy and Sallie swung on swings,
up a rise, over a pothole, through Mrs. Warden’s carrot patch,
past the skateboard park,
and Muff the Mini followed him,
then Gruff and Tough,
then Goof and Woof,
then Barko and Sharko,
then Drool and Fool,
then Licker and Sticker,
Then Jumper and Rumper,
Then Muzzle and Guzzle,
Then Slurp and Dwerp,
Then Casey and Lazy,
Then Fuzzy and Scuzzy,
Then Palumbo and Columbo,
Then Fluffy and Stuffy,
and pretty soon all the dogs in town followed him
as he gained speed and barreled down the street,
then Patricia the postal worker sprang out of the way
and Mrs. Anderson dropped her garden hose
and Captain Jack called the cops
and Ed the Editor ran after them, notepad in hand
and Mr. Jackhammer lectured him
and Coach Chuck cheered him
And Jenny and Mack, and Sammy and Sallie,
and the soccer team, and the volleyball team,
and the track team, and the cross-country team,
and the cheerleaders
ran after them all,
and he barreled down the pier and landed in the water
and every dog and every child jumped in after him
and the adults looked at one another, shrugged their shoulders,
and they jumped in
and Billie splashed the coach,
and the coach splashed the pole vaulter, who splashed Miss Plushy,
who splashed the mayor, who splashed the volleyball team,
who splashed the soccer team, who splashed the skateboarders,
who splashed the librarian,
and the mayor, his suit drenched, climbed onto the pier
and declared that this day was Billie’s Day and would be honored every year
and the cheerleaders cheered and the dogs barked
and shook the water off their fur
And everybody got even wetter
and they laughed and laughed.
(And Billie drowned and nobody ever found his body.)
The End.

~Day Williams


1 As Moses watched the flock of Jethro, his
Father in law, the priest of Midian,
He led the flock to the desert’s far

Side and reached Horeb, mountain of the LORD,
2 Where the LORD’s angel came to him in flames
Of fire from in a bush, and Moses saw

That, though the bush was burning it did not
Burn up, 3 so Moses thought, “I will go over
And see this strange sight: why the bush does not

Burn up.” 4 When God saw that he had gone over
To look, God called to him from in the bush,
“Moses! Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.”

5 “Do not come any closer,” God said. “Take
Your sandals off, because the place where you
Stand now is holy ground,” 6 then he said, “I’m

Your father’s God, the God of Abraham,
The God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.”
Hearing this, Moses hid his face, because

He was afraid to look at God. 7 The LORD
Said, “I’ve seen how my people suffer in
The land of Egypt. I have heard them crying

Out due to their slave drivers, and I am
Concerned about their suffering, 8 so I’ve
Come down to save them from th’Egyptian’s hand

And to bring them up from that land into
A good and spacious land, a land that flows
With milk and honey, home of Canaanites,

Hittites, Amorites, Perizzites, Hivites and
Jebusites. 9 Now the cry of Israelites
Has reached me, and I’ve seen the way Egyptians

Oppress them. 10 So now, go. I’m sending you
To Pharaoh to bring Israelites, my people,
From Egypt.” 11 Moses said to God, “Who am

I, that I should go see the Pharaoh and
Bring Israelites from Egypt?” 12 And God said,
“I will be with you. This will be the sign

To you that it is I who have sent you:
When you have brought the people out of Egypt,
You’ll worship God upon this mountain.”

13 And Moses said to God, “Suppose I go
Up to the Israelites and say to them,
“Your fathers’ God has sent me to you,’ and

They ask me, “What’s his name?’ Then what shall I
Tell them?” 14 God said to Moses, “I am who
I am. That’s what you’ll tell the Israelites:

“I AM has sent me to you.’” 15 God said this
To Moses, too, ATell Israelites, “The LORD,
Your fathers’ God, the God of Abraham,

The God of Isaac and the God of Jacob
Has sent me to you.’ For this is my name
Forevermore, the name I am to be

Remembered by from generation to
Generation. 16 Go gather Israel’s
Leaders and say to them, “The LORD, the God

Your fathers had the God of Abraham,
Isaac and Jacob showed himself to me
And said: “I have watched over you and I

Have seen what has been done to you in Egypt;
17 I’ve promised I would bring you up out of
Your misery in Egypt to the land

Of Canaanites and Hittites, Amorites,
Perizzites, Hivites and the Jebusites,
A land that flows with milk and honey,”’ 18 And

Israel’s leaders will hear you out; then
And you and all the leaders are to go
See Egypt’s king and say to him, “The LORD,

The Hebrews’ God, has met with us. Please let
Us take a three day trip into the desert
To sacrifices unto the LORD our God;’

19 But I know Egypt’s king won’t let you go
Unless a mighty hand compels him, 20 so
I will stretch out my hand and strike Egyptians

With wonders I’ll perform among them. After
That, he will let you go, 21 and I will make
Egyptians favor this same people, so

That when you leave you won’t go empty handed.
22 Each woman is to ask her neighbor and
The women living in her house for items

Of gold and silver and for clothing, which
You’ll put upon your sons and daughters, and
So you will plunder the Egyptians, man.”

God speaks from the burning bush to Moses

My Enemy

My Enemy
My enemy is not the black or Jew,
The next-door neighbor or the former spouse,
The terrorist, the atheist, or you.
The enemy is in the bone-cage house.
No matter whether I sleep or wake, he beats
Like mad to push my blood to other parts.
Impostor! Promising me life, he cheats
Me out of it, my enemy, my heart.

He is the field where Sin takes root and grows

Until the face of God is blotted out;
Then Tyrant Sin commits a felony
And pays his wage, the wage of death, he owes.
Deceitful heart, let Jesus in, so Doubt
And Sin will drown in blood He shed for me.

~Day Williams

Sonnet 75

Sonnet 75

“I didn’t want to kill the woman, no.”
“But you admit you did?” “She came at me.
She held a knife. I fired the gun, like so.”
“You could get off. If self-defense, you’re free.”

“She was all right, a woman on the go.”
“She tried to stab you.” “I have soft spots, see?”
“They’ll have a prelim.” “I watch news, I know.”
“Your story has a hole in it that we

Must cover. Bullets in her back, my friend.”
“I never saw her back, I swear. She took
The knife and came at me. I shot three times.”

“Our expert says, ‘First bullet made her bend.
He fired three times fast and he didn’t look.’
I’ll argue to the Court you did no crime.”

~Day Williams

The Constitution

“Well, Doctor, what have we got—a Republic or a Monarchy?”
Benjamin Franklin: “A Republic, if you can keep it.” (1787)

The Constitution

In this land’s law, the Constitution is
Supreme, the highest law, authority
To which state courts and constitutions are
Subordinate, north, south, and sea to sea.

When We the People formed this government,
We emphasized the people’s right to rule,
Not Kings and Queens, with ways we could amend
The Constitution, the foundation, tool

In People’s hands not to be lightly changed,
A tool requiring constant vigilance
To keep the Union and establish Justice,
Keep peace at home, provide for our defense,

Promote the common Welfare, and secure
Liberty’s Blessings to ourselves and our
Posterity; and as no man is pure,
We formed three branches to check and balance power.

Stand for free speech, free press, the right to teach
Your child of lovingkindness and God’s kingdom;
The right to use your guns, so Tyranny
Won’t march you to a grave as a naked thing.

The power structure can’t infringe on rights
Of people to petition Government
To redress grievances, or to assemble
Peaceably to declare their discontent.

You can’t be forced to house a soldier, or,
If you are jailed, to pay excessive bail,
Or to relinquish worship of the Lord,
Or to lose work because you read in Braille.

Don’t let the government inside your home
Unless police have warrants in their hands;
You need not testify against your own
Self; Government must pay to take your lands.

You have the right to have a lawyer plea
Your case, protect your rights, and keep you free;
You have the rights to jury trial and
To counsel even if you can’t pay fees.

The warden cannot punish you with cruel,
Strange punishment–you’re not his chump or fool,
And you retain your right to worship God
And freely speak, within a prison’s rules.

The Feds must honor rights of fifty States
To legislate for citizens as they
Deem best, and people and the States retain
More rights than what the Bill of Rights contains.

The Government must honor equal rights
And Law’s due process for the citizens,
And courts interpret laws with oversight,
Enforcing rights of women, children, and men.

Keep this Republic, which is based upon
The Holy Bible and the Constitution,
And disregard connivers, cranks and cons
Who peddle hollow claims of new solutions.

The Founders knew about deceitful hearts,
How men and women mean well but go wrong,
And they relied on people to give thanks,
Seek wisdom, and obey the Lord, who’s strong.

~Day Williams

The Pledge of Allegiance:
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

Fie on Blandness

Fie on Blandness

Fie on blandness!

Let loose the winds of wildness.

Fie on the color beige, tepid tea, and soulless songs.

Sing the joyful noise, in tune, out of tune,

Let the hardscrabble road you’ve traveled

Show in your whiskers, wrinkles, moles, and warts.

Smile with crooked unpolished teeth at Death and Destruction.

Fie on same shirts, same pants, same hair, same skirts, same meals, same drinks, same views.

Cheer for the underdog,

Be the underdog,

Be dogged after unattainable goals,

Drag the Dog Star from the black sky to dance in the mud with you, roll

in the mud, splash

Water on your comrades,

Do a somersault and a cartwheel,

Ask who what when where why how what if and why not

Throw down your crutches

Run naked over bridges to nowhere,

Smell and taste the grass, tell a stranger they are beautiful,

hand her a bag of candy and a bag of M&Ms

Throw down your crutches,

Run naked over bridges to everywhere,

Smell and taste and feel the grass,

tell a stranger they are beautiful,

hand her a bag of candy and a helium balloon

Rise and fall with the sun,

Stop the sun so you can finish your homework

Kick the sun into the next country,

Make shadow figures on the museum wall,

Shout your worst fault down a well,

Unleash your heart, burn your baggage, focus your will.

~Day Williams

I Held Your Hand

I Held Your Hand

I held your hand when your spirit was crushed
As though a truck had flattened your best dog;
I kept you warm during the night-time hush,
And when you entered swamps and had to slog

By roots and branches, treading carefully,
I caught you when you lost your balance, dear,
Kept you from falling in the muck to knees,
And when you made it through, I smiled and cheered.

When storms struck me and I was not so strong,
I could not see my way through fog and rain;
I stumbled like a blind man with no song
To lift his spirits from the doubt and pain,

And you dropped me like a stranger on the road
And never stopped to help me bear my load.

~Day Williams